You don't even want to call me godfather

Seeing that Destiny did not come downstairs, Koshe knew that she should have gone next door to look for Loft.

It seemed that he and Hong had indeed wasted too much time, but seeing Hong tightly holding the shopping bag containing the little skirt, he just smiled.

However, hard work always pays off.

Koshe placed several shopping bags on the table in the living room, which contained gifts for Destiny.

Then he took out his cell phone, turned on the screen, and saw a message from José.

This was what he had agreed with Jose last night, asking him to keep an eye on Providence and send him a message before taking action at night, whether it was safe or something went wrong.

"Move the rocks, turn off the lights, they have no experience, but there are people on horseback, there are black cherries nearby, if it's velvet, give away dirty things - friends of friends."

There was only this one sentence in the message box. It seemed incomprehensible. If an outsider read it, he would not be able to make sense of it, but Koshe understood it.

The Syracuse mafia has existed for many years. In their open and covert struggles with the government, they have already developed their own system of secret codes that only they can understand.

And each word in this sentence is a separate code word, and they form a complete sentence.

Koshe swiped the screen, switched to Loft's message interface, and typed a sentence in the input field.

"Take Destiny with you, and stay away from the horsemen."

Then he turned off the screen, switched off his phone and put it back in his pocket.

"Stop playing for now, Hong, get ready," he said to Hong who was still holding the shopping bag reluctantly, "Although I understand how you feel, it's time to act now."

"Well……"

Hong was obviously unhappy. She put the shopping bag on the table, revealing her wolf earlobe, expressing her feelings without any concealment.

"Be good, Hong, be obedient." Seeing Hong so depressed, Koshe rubbed her head and comforted her, "You can still wear it when you come back. There's no need to rush. Besides, don't you want Sister Destiny to see Hong wearing a skirt?"

"Hong, I want to." Although she felt disappointed, Hong still obediently gave up the idea of ​​putting on the skirt right now, enjoying Koshe's head patting. "Hong, I want to let Sister Destiny see it, but Sister Destiny is not here now. Hong knows that Hong can wait."

"Well, that's a good kid."

Koshe took his hand off Hong's head, took a flower pot from the pile of shopping bags, and walked towards the study with the flower pot in his arms.

Ever since Hong occupied his room, he has basically stayed in the study during this period, whether planning or sleeping.

Koshe came to the study, he put the flowerpot on the windowsill behind the chair, and buried the chrysanthemum that Iris gave him in the soil of the flowerpot.

After finishing these complicated chores, Koshe checked his dagger, pistol, and spare bullets, then returned to the living room.

He walked out of the mansion again with Hong.

"Go, Red, meet up with the Wolf Hunters and carry out the mission."

"Red, I understand."

After watching Hong quickly leave to one side of the street, Koshe took out the map from his arms. After confirming the target for tonight, he rushed towards the city in the opposite direction of Hong.

……

A family in Dongcheng District.

The child of this family seems to be performing violin performance in front of his parents.

The melodious sound of the piano lingered in the ears of the couple. The woman looked at her daughter expectantly, but her husband had a gloomy face and seemed quite unhappy.

When the performance ended, my daughter opened her slightly narrowed eyes, let the bow leave the strings, and bowed slightly.

"That's a pretty good performance, Xiaosa," the woman said, clapping her hands with a pleased look on her face. "Come here, let mommy hug you."

The daughter trotted to her mother and hugged her, while looking intentionally or unintentionally at her father who was still serious beside her.

"Okay, old man, stop looking so grumpy," the woman seemed to sense her daughter's mood, patting her husband on the back and saying, "Shouldn't you be happy that your daughter's violin skills have improved so much?"

"..." But the husband was obviously worried. If it were any other time, he would definitely praise his daughter. But now, he just stood up and walked towards the door. "I'll go outside and take a look. You two should rest early and don't get tired."

Looking at her father walking out of the house with a heavy heart, the daughter naturally felt a little depressed.

"Violin, I don't think I can play it very well..."

She raised her wolf ears and let her tail hang down behind her.

"No, Xiaosa, this has nothing to do with how well you play," the mother touched her daughter's head and comforted her. "Something must have happened. Your father is always like this. He keeps everything to himself."

"Mother……"

"You've had violin lessons all day and played a piece of music. You must be very sleepy, right?" The mother touched her daughter's head with one hand and picked her up with the other hand. "Let's go back to your room and rest."

At the door of the house, the husband was standing outside with the door ajar. He took out a cigarette box from his pocket and lit up a cigarette for himself.

“Hoo…cough cough——”

As he exhaled the smoke, he choked and started coughing.

"Alas... Time is merciless, cough cough—" Feeling the pain coming from his lungs, he coughed a few more times and complained to himself, "Perhaps now is really the era of Fred and those Providence brats."

This person was none other than Mr. Luo, who had had an argument with Providence in the conference room of the government building during the day.

When he was young, he often fought head-on with the mafia. Until he married his wife, he retreated to the second line and worked peacefully as a civil servant.

It was not until the birth of his daughter that he began to understand how impulsive he had been when he was young.

His daughter is not very old, only eleven or twelve years old. For Mr. Luo, this is considered an old age child, so he cares very much about the safety of his family.

He was supposed to retire soon this year, but the press conference that happened some time ago forced him to postpone this plan.

Although William is not a good guy, look at the current government. What has it become without him?

So at least, until the interim Prime Minister Fred behaves like a prime minister should, he has to stick to this position and fight the mafia to the end.

"Smoke less, dear."

At this time, his wife hugged him from behind, gently took the cigarette from his hand and threw it on the ground.

"Why did you come out?" Luo Lao felt his wife's embrace, "Where's Xiao Sa?"

"I've carried her to her room. She's probably sleeping soundly now," his wife kissed him on the cheek and said with a hint of complaint, "You're such a fool. The child is trying so hard to show herself, but you're so cold. She's even doubting whether it's her skills that are the problem."

"Oh… sorry, I was just thinking about something."

"What could be more important than a child?" The wife leaned against his broad back and said, "Wait until tomorrow, when the child wakes up, apologize to her."

"Yes, I will," Luo Lao agreed, holding his wife's hand. "Tomorrow morning, I will personally take her to school and apologize to her on the way."

"Well, that's right."

The wife was in a good mood and smiled.

Mr. Luo was enjoying the time with his wife, but he suddenly seemed to see something, his expression froze, and he turned around to block his wife.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"You go back first, it's cold outside," he said, "I'll be back in a bit."

"Well, come back early. It's winter and standing outside is not good for your health."

"Well, I will."

After his wife returned to the room, the smile on Luo Lao's face quickly faded. He pulled out his pistol, climbed down the stairs, half-crouched behind the bushes in the garden near the door, and looked at the man walking slowly towards him in the distance.

And that person was Koshei.

Chapter 84: Surviving the Disaster

Koshe felt uneasy that night.

It was as if something was about to happen, and he felt an indescribable sense of depression in his heart.

When he came to the western street of Dongcheng District with the map, he saw a woman at the intersection.

A beautiful woman was standing by the wall under the street light.

Recalling the code words of Providence, Koche walked up to the woman and, even though there were no other pedestrians around, he pretended to speak to her naturally.

"What's the situation ahead?"

He asked as he pulled a gold coin from his pocket and flicked it into the air.

“There are people on horseback.”

The woman reached out a hand to catch the falling gold coin, examined it, and after confirming its authenticity, she put it away.

Without saying anything more, Koshe walked past the woman and stepped into the street.

It looks like there are government officials armed with guns, so he has to be careful this time.

Thinking of this, Koshe took out the pistol in advance, held it, hid it in his sleeve, and walked towards the location of the first target.

Standing in front of the door of this mansion, Koshei always felt that someone was watching him for some reason.

But looking around, he didn't see any suspicious figures.

Koshe regarded this as an illusion caused by his nervousness. He took a step forward, stood in front of the door, and was about to reach out and knock on it.

But suddenly, as if he sensed something, he lunged to the side.

"Bang! Boom!"

At the same time, the door opened. The people inside seemed to have been waiting for a long time. As soon as the door opened, they poured ammunition out without hesitation.

The sound of gunfire echoed in the street, and Luo Lao, who was observing not far away, witnessed the conflict with his own eyes.

He knew that the people who came out of the door were his government colleagues. Many of them had anticipated that they would be targeted, so they took more extreme measures.

Old Luo squatted behind the bushes, revealing a pair of eyes, watching everything.

When the colleague found that his attack had failed, he hurriedly tried to change the bullet while anxiously closing the door again.

Koshe, who escaped the disaster, got up from the ground. He looked at the closed door, fired a shot at the door lock, then kicked the door open and rushed in with a gun.

Mr. Luo heard several gunshots in the house, followed by a scream.

He saw that colleague struggling to run out of the door as if he had seen something terrible, but suddenly fell to the ground and was dragged in, followed by bursts of screams.

Gradually, the sound stopped and everything returned to silence.

As a government official and a front-line member when he was young, Luo Lao loaded his gun without hesitation, left from behind the bushes, and slowly approached his colleague's house.

In keeping with his professional ethics, he did not make any sound and walked slowly to the door, sticking to the outer wall.

At this moment, a large pool of blood flowed out of the house, and Koshei walked out and stepped on the pool of blood.

He turned his head and looked into Luo Lao's eyes.

"you--"

"boom!"

Before Koshei could finish his words, Luo Lao fired the first shot. He was not like those indecisive young people who hesitated even before shooting.

But the next scene was beyond his comprehension.

This shot was indeed aimed directly at Koshe's head and hit him solidly. Old Luo was very sure of this.

But when Koshei was shot and fell to the ground, but slowly stood up again, there was a hint of doubt in Luo's eyes when he looked at him.

At this time, the place on Koshe's face where he should have been shot was covered with a layer of black substance. The substance completely swallowed up the bullet, then slowly flowed downwards and attached to Koshe's clothes.

Koshei also looked like he had survived a disaster at this moment. The bullet just now almost took his life. If the woman had not reminded him that there were people with guns on this street, and he had not allowed the hound pup to turn into liquid form and attach itself to his body in advance, he might have died on the spot.

Looking at Mr. Luo, Koshei quickly reviewed his memory, but found that there was no information about this old man on the list provided by Providence.

"Bang! Bang!"

But the surprise was only for a moment, and Luo Lao quickly drew his attention back. He fired several more shots at Koshei, but there was no doubt that no matter where he aimed, the bullets were blocked by the black and purple substance, as if they had life.

"Tsk."

Koshe clicked his tongue and decided to discuss the intelligence issue with Providence later. No matter what the reason was, he had to get rid of the old man in front of him.

He raised his gun and shot Luo Lao in the wrist.

"boom!"

It was easy, compared to Koshei who was now protected by his cubs, the defenseless Luo Lao was of course unable to resist Koshei's attack. He was hit by a bullet and a big hole was made on his wrist.

He grabbed his wrist and the gun fell to the ground.

"Uh--"